 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
 |
|
|||||||||||||||
 |
 |
 |
|
|||||||||||||
 |
|
|||||||||||||||
 |
 |
 |
|
|||||||||||||
 |
|
|||||||||||||||
 |
 |
 |
|
|||||||||||||
 |
|
|||||||||||||||
 |
 |
 |
|
|||||||||||||
 |
|
|||||||||||||||
 |
 |
 |
|
|||||||||||||
 |
|
|||||||||||||||
 |
 |
|
||||||||||||||
 |
|
|||||||||||||||
 |
 |
 |
|
|||||||||||||
 |
|
|||||||||||||||
 |
 |
 |
|
|||||||||||||
 |
|
|||||||||||||||
| home |
 |
Tangle of
Love |
 Notes Along The Way © 2006 Rainlily Records Produced by Paul Pearcy |
Lynda Jones, vocals & piano Marvin Dykhuis, harmony vocals & acoustic guitar Paul Pearcy, percussion David Carroll, bass Floyd Domino, piano Lynda Jones, vocals & piano Marvin Dykhuis, harmony vocals & acoustic guitar Paul Pearcy, percussion David Carroll, bass Floyd Domino, piano |
Some people think they know me by the light in my eyes. Some people have even gone so far as to say I’m a little bit wise. But, when the sun comes round each day I face the fool inside. I find a way to believe again, to keep my heart open wide. Some people will think I’m crazy Everyday I’m trying You know I’ll be asking questions. Everyday I’m trying |
The Way
Lynda Jones, vocals Kimmie Rhodes, harmony vocals Paul Pearcy, percussion David Carroll, bass Marvin Dykhuis, acoustic guitar Floyd Domino, piano Beth Galiger, flute |
It doesn’t matter where you’re going. You might be asking too much of me You might be asking too much of me I wish I could give you what you want When the road is dark and dim |
A Little Of You
Lynda Jones, vocals Marvin Dykhuis, harmony vocals Paul Pearcy, percussion David Carroll, bass Kenny Grimes, acoustic & electric guitar Floyd Domino, piano |
I don’t know when it started. Every where I go, Every where I go, Every where I go I see you. |
Time Is A Hero
Lynda Jones, vocals Kimmie Rhodes, harmony vocals David Carroll, bass Marvin Dykhuis, acoustic guitar Floyd Domino, piano |
If questions want answers, If dreams reveal If all the stars fall one by one, If time is a hero that |
Caught Me By Surprise
Lynda Jones, vocals & piano Marvin Dykuis, harmony vocals Eamon McLoughlin, fiddle Rob Gjersoe, acoustic & electric guitar |
In early September Life seemed so certain Just the sound of your voice, In winter’s pale moments |
I Just Keep Livin’ Lies
Lynda Jones, vocals & piano Marvin Dykhuis, harmony vocals & acoustic guitar Paul Pearcy, percussion David Carroll, bass Floyd Domino, piano |
I thought that I was brave, I thought I could be wise, I just keep livin’ lies I thought I could pretend, I just keep livin’ lies |
Push Each Other Up
Lynda Jones, vocals, guitar & electric piano Rob Gjersoe, weissenboun |
He called himself a stranger, She stood outside the grocery store, We push each other down and out, From the bottom of a deep, dark well, In this land of milk and honey, We push each other down and out, |
Goin’ Home
Lynda Jones, vocals & organ Mady Kaye, harmony vocals Marvin Dykhuis, harmony vocals Paul Pearcy, percussion David Carroll, bass Kenny Grimes, acoustic guitar Floyd Domino, piano Rob Gjersoe, acoustic guitar & weissenborn |
I’m going home, Going home, |
If I Say
Lynda Jones, vocals & piano Paul Pearcy, percussion Glenn Fukunaga, bass Kenny Grimes, acoustic & electric guitar Floyd Domino, piano Eamon McLoughlin, violin & viola |
If I say I need you, will you be my friend? If I say I want you, will you call me again? These simple words are hard to say. If I say I love you, will you rush right in? |
One Way to Fall
Lynda Jones, vocals Chelsea Jones, harmony vocals Marvin Dykhuis, harmony vocals Paul Pearcy, percussion David Carroll, bass Kenny Grimes, acoustic & electric guitars Floyd Domino, piano Rob Gjersoe, dobro |
Standin’ at the edge I tried to find the lowest place of all. Fallin’ for you babe, Fallin’ for you babe,
|
Leavin’ Me Down
Lynda Jones, vocals Marvin Dykhuis, harmony vocals & acoustic guitar Paul Pearcy, percussion David Carroll, bass Floyd Domino, piano |
Down at the corner I’ve been hearing some news. Down at the corner the talk is not good. I heard you’re leavin’ When you cross that Lost River I heard you’re leavin’
|
I Only Came For the Music
Lynda Jones, vocals & piano Chelsea Jones, harmony vocals Paul Pearcy, percussion Glenn Fukunaga, bass Kenny Grimes, acoustic & electric guitar Floyd Domino, piano Lloyd Maines, steel guitar |
Oh baby, don’t worry, It seems the game is over A sad song all the people love, When you see me don’t worry, I only came for the music
|
Dance Again With Me
Lynda Jones, vocals & piano Eamon McLoughlin, fiddle Rob Gjersoe, lap steel |
When will I ever hold you? I thought I could live without you. Do you remember the last dance we danced Do you remember the last dance we danced
|
When Will You Come Home?
Lynda Jones, vocals Marvin Dykhuis, acoustic guitar Paul Pearcy, percussion David Carroll, bass Floyd Domino, piano |
Please don’t go so far away. I know my words got in the way. I never thought I’d have to face My love for you will never fade. I never thought I’d have to face
|
Tangle of Love
When
All You’ve Got Is Love 3:26
Words & music by Lynda Wilson Jones Lynda Jones—vocals Paul Pearcy—percussion Glenn Fukunaga—bass Floyd Domino—piano John Inmon—acoustic & electric guitar Lloyd Maines—steel guitar Eamon McLoughlin—fiddle Lee Duffy—backgroud vocals Bob Livingston—background vocals |
How do you mend a broken heart that’s shattered into pieces? How do you mend a broken heart when all you’ve got is love? How do you mend a broken heart that’s withered, not beating? How do you mend a broken heart when all you’ve got is love? I ain’t got no pills to pop no threads to knot together. no lovin’ arms hold me tight. I’m afraid it’s true. Not even Humpty Dumpty’s men know how to help a lover. How do you mend a broken heart when all you’ve got is love? When all you’ve got is love, babe, When all you’ve got is love, When all you’ve got is love, babe, when all you’ve got is love. I ain’t got no CPR no elixir from the heavens. Though doctor’s try they can’t prescribe a cure to heal my blues. No witches brew, no voodoo dolls will help me find another. How do you mend a broken heart when all you’ve got is love? When all you’ve got is love, babe, When all you’ve got is love, When all you’ve got is love, babe, when all you’ve got is love. How do you mend a broken heart that’s shattered into pieces? How do you mend a broken heart when all you’ve got is love? When all you’ve got is love, babe, When all you’ve got is love, When all you’ve got is love, babe, when all you’ve got is love. |
My Baby Makes My Little Light Shine
Words and music by Lynda Wilson Jones Lynda Jones—vocals Paul Pearcy—percussion Glenn Fukunaga—bass Floyd Domino—piano John Inmon—acoustic & banjo Lloyd Maines—dobro Eamon McLoughlin—fiddle Danny Young—Texas Rub Board |
Deep in the woods we live a simple life and share a secret most folks’ll never know. We like it there where we can breathe the air, where the lights are always low. Way up high on the mountaintop, down in the valley so green, far across the ocean blue, my baby makes my little light shine. Yeah, my baby makes my little light shine. In the field outside the whippoorwill cries and calls her love back home. With the gentlest ease in the shade of the trees my baby likes to call me his own. Way up high on the mountaintop, down in the valley so green, far across the ocean blue, my baby makes my little light shine. Yeah, my baby makes my little light shine. Far away from the city lights, far from the busy streets, far away where the eagle flies, my baby makes my little light shine. When the final day comes and the journey is done and we’re nothin’ but a star in the sky. In those deep back woods where the eagle flew our little light will always shine. Way up high on the mountaintop, down in the valley so green, far across the ocean blue, my baby makes my little light shine. Way up high on the mountaintop, down in the valley so green, far across the ocean blue, my baby makes my little light shine. Yeah, my baby makes my little light shine |
Beethoven Had A Lover
Music & Lyrics by Lynda Wilson Jones Lynda Jones—vocals, piano & harpsichord Paul Pearcy—percussion Glenn Fukunaga—bass Floyd Domino—piano John Inmon—acoustic & electric guitar Steve Samuel—vibraphone Michael Shay—cello Kimmie Rhodes—background vocals |
Beethoven had a lover one that he could not hold. Beethoven gave her moonlight then slipped right into her fold. You gave me love with diamonds You gave me love with gold. You locked me in your kingdom where my heart turned stone cold. Beethoven had a lover one that he could not hold. Beethoven gave her moonlight then slipped right into her fold. I gave you all my answers to questions that are so old. You took our love for granted, then tried to steal my soul. I don’t want your diamonds. I don’t need your gold. Go on and keep your kingdom I’ve got moonlight in my soul. Beethoven had a lover one that he could not hold. Beethoven gave her moonlight then slipped right into her fold. You know I can’t be your prisoner ‘cause I don’t fit your mold. Go on and give me my freedom our fate, it’s been foretold. I don’t want your diamonds. I don’t need your gold. Go on and keep your kingdom I’ve got moonlight in my soul. I don’t want those diamonds. I don’t need your gold. Go on and keep your kingdom I’ve got moonlight in my soul. I’ve got moonlight in my soul. |
What’cha Runnin’ From?
Words and music by Lynda Jones Lynda Jones—vocals & piano Paul Pearcy—percussion Glenn Fukunaga—bass Floyd Domino—piano Kenny Grimes—acoustic guitar & mandolin Lloyd Maines—dobro Lee Duffy—background vocals Chelsea Jones—background vocals |
On a train through Oklahoma an old man sat next to me. He twirled his hat on his finger, he let it settle to his knee. I was riding a wild runaway fresh out of the startin’ gate. He was weathered gray, a bit jangled, but his words were filled with grace. What’cha runnin’ from, little girl? There ain’t nobody chasing you. What’cha runnin’ from, little girl? Nobody’s chasing you, but you. At a station across the border he said, "turn yourself around. Head back home to your worried family, to that little country town." I told him enough was enough. There was no place else to go except to see what lay in front of me. I said, "this train backs up too slow." What’cha runnin’ from, little girl? There ain’t nobody chasing you. What’cha runnin’ from, little girl? Nobody’s chasing you but you. All I had was my teenage heart, lookin’ for a place to start. The race had already begun; all I knew to do was run. I dreamed of Oklahoma, of hayfields golden bright, of Daddy’s land and Momma’s hands, of my last farewell and flight. When the sun rose over Florida I was full of new fires to fight. And the rockin’ of that Eastbound train pushed me farther down the line. What’cha runnin’ from, little girl? There ain’t nobody chasing you. What’cha runnin’ from, little girl? Nobody’s chasing you, but you. What you running from, little girl? There ain’t nobody chasing you. What you running from, little girl? Nobody’s chasing you, but you. Nobody’s chasing you. |
How Come You Don’t Talk to Me?
Words and music by Lynda Wilson Jones Lynda Jones—vocals Paul Pearcy—percussion, acoustic guitar, & background vocals Glenn Fukunaga—bass Floyd Domino—piano John Inmon—electric guitar Danny Young—Texas Rub Board Lee Duffy—background vocals Bob Livingston—background vocals Chelsea Jones—background vocals |
I called you up just after dark it might have been half past six. You said, "Baby, if you call me back we can talk in a little bit." So I waited awhile, a good long while then I dialed your number again. I dialed it once, I dialed it twice, I dialed it again and again. How come you don’t talk to me? How come you don’t talk to me? How come you don’t talk to me, ‘til midnight? I hear you talkin’ to the TV. I hear you talkin’ to the dog. I hear you talkin’ to the neighbor, who really doesn’t talk at all. I hear you braggin’ about those women, how they’re standin’ in line. Did you tell ‘em all to give you a call, did you tell ‘em you don’t like to talk? How come you don’t talk to me, How come you don’t talk to me? How come you don’t talk to me, ‘til midnight? By midnight I wanna be rockin’, rockin’ in my baby’s arms. If you want me you better start talkin’ and walkin’ me around the block. How come you don’t talk to me? How come you don’t talk to me? How come you don’t talk to me, ‘til midnight? A woman wants a man who will bring her down to Earth, who will love her mornin’, noon & night and give her his word. A man wants his woman lookin’ like a star, as beautiful as Venus when he’s sittin’ on Mars. How come you don’t talk to me? How come you don’t talk to me? How come you don’t talk to me, ‘til midnight? How come you don’t talk to me? How come you don’t talk to me? How come you don’t talk to me, ‘til midnight? By midnight I wanna to be rockin’, rockin’ in my baby’s arms. If you want me you better start talkin’ and walkin’ me around the block. How come you don’t talk to me? How come you don’t talk to me? How come you don’t talk to me, ‘til midnight? |
Tangle of Love
Words & music by Lynda Wilson Jones Lynda Jones—vocals & piano Paul Pearcy—percussion & background vocals Glenn Fukunaga—bass Floyd Domino—piano John Inmon—acoustic & electric guitar Eamon McLoughlin—fiddle Kimmie Rhodes—background vocals |
Alone on this road, on a dark, rainy night. Your hand reaches out and brings me delight. Your soft caress teases my heart, wraps me in a tangle that’ll never fall apart. My heart is a tangle, a tangle of love. My eyes only see the stars above. My legs are all twisted caught up in your heart. Our love’s been a tangle, right from the start. The last time we met the stars came out, dancing before us, stealing our hearts. You gave me yours and I gave you mine, twisted and tangled ‘til the end of time. My heart is a tangle, a tangle of love. My eyes only see the stars above. My legs are all twisted caught up in your heart. Our love’s been a tangle, right from the start. Your voice in the night is only a dream. She holds you tight with the grip of a queen. The man at my side gives me all that he can. We play our cards, shuffle the deck again. My heart is a tangle, a tangle of love. My eyes only see the stars above. My legs are all twisted caught up in your heart. Our love’s been a tangle, right from the start. Our love’s been a tangle, right from the start. |
Long Way to Texas
Words and music by Lynda Wilson Jones Lynda Jones—vocals & piano Paul Pearcy—percussion Glenn Fukunaga—bass Floyd Domino—piano John Inmon—acoustic & electric guitar |
It’s a long way to Texas, a long time ‘til I see you again. I gotta cross that mighty river, the one that washes away my sins. Every cloud has a silver lining, I hope you find it shining, my friend. It’s a long way to Texas, a long time ‘til I see you again. Across the plains of Texas, right where the horizon ends. I gotta climb that golden stairway, the one that reaches to heaven. Every angel heeds a warning I hope you hear it coming, my friend. It’s a long way to Texas a long time ‘til I see you again. Every road leads to Texas. every highway and every bend. I gotta walk those rugged mountains until I reach my journey’s end. Along the coast of Texas right where the tide comes in. I gotta wrestle with my demons, like Daniel in the lion’s den. Every heart has a secret chamber, filled with love and danger, my friend. It’s a long way to Texas. It’s a long way to Texas, a long time ‘til I see you again. |
Pocket Full of Hopes
Words & music by Lynda Wilson Jones Lynda Jones—vocals Paul Pearcy—percussion Glenn Fukunaga—bass Floyd Domino—piano Kenny Grimes—acoustic guitar Steve Samuel—vibraphone Bob Livingston—background vocals |
You say you want to marry me, wrap me in a band of gold. You say that things are better now, no more oats to sow. I’ve been waiting and watching you; I’ve even been taking notes. If you’re lucky I might meet you with your pocket full of hopes. You say you want to settle down, move out of style and even grow old. When summer comes rollin’ round we’ll see if that boat can float. We know you’re not a carpenter, you’re not a sailor I’ve taken notes. If you’re lucky I might meet you with your pocket full of hopes. Will you meet me at the corner? Will you meet me at the square? Will you meet me at the station? Will you play your fiddle fair? Will you meet me after midnight at the corner of Pecan and Oak? Will you meet me in the broad daylight with your pocket full of hopes? You say you want to take me down to the bottom of your soul. That trip sounds a bit underground, baby, I ain’t your mole. Let’s lay a penny on the track; if it’s heads I might elope. If it’s tails I’ll have to meet you with your pocket full of hopes. Will you meet me at the corner? Will you meet me at the square? Will you meet me at the station? Will you play your fiddle fair? Will you meet me after midnight at the corner of Pecan and Oak? Will you meet me in the broad daylight with your pocket full of hopes? Will you meet me in the broad daylight with your pocket full of hopes? |
Today’s the Day
Words and music by Lynda Wilson Jones Lynda Jones—vocals & piano Paul Pearcy—percussion Glenn Fukunaga—bass Floyd Domino—piano John Inmon—acoustic & electric guitar Lloyd Maines—steel guitar Bob Livingston—background vocals |
Today’s the day I stop loving you, today’s the day it all ends. No more nights lying without you. I’m tossing you to the wind. Today’s the day I stop loving you, tomorrow a new day begins. I won’t be your part-time lover. I won’t be your part-time friend. You told me lies, you shoved me aside. Well, baby, never again. Today’s the day I stop loving you, tomorrow a new day begins. Why do you keep calling me late at night? What is it you want me to say? Did you not see me when I waved goodbye? I turned my back and walked away. I won’t be your part-time lover. I won’t be your part-time friend. You told me lies, you shoved me aside. Baby, never again. Today’s the day I stop loving you, today’s the day it all ends. No more nights lying without you. I’m tossing you to the wind. Today’s the day I stop loving you, tomorrow a new day begins. Today’s the day I stop loving you Tomorrow a new day begins. |
Nothin’ to Hide
Words & music by Lynda Wilson Jones Lynda Jones—vocals Paul Pearcy—percussion Glenn Fukunaga—bass Floyd Domino—piano Kenny Grimes—acoustic & electric guitar Lloyd Maines—steel guitar Eamon McLoughlin—fiddle Chelsea Jones—background vocals Bob Livingston—background vocals |
On the day we met my heart made a bet our love would be true. Before we make plans you better understand, I got nothin’ to hide from you. My past is behind, so far behind; those dog days are through. I’m standin’ in the sun, I’m comin’ undone, I got nothin’ to hide from you. Nothin’ to hide, nothin’ to hide from you. Nothin’ to hide, I ain’t hidin’ anything from you. If you take a look around at the love we found you might even find a clue. It’s a simple little riddle— I won’t play second fiddle I got nothin’ to hide from you. For better or worse let’s take another verse before we say, "I do." I won’t change my name for a ball and chain, I got nothin’ to hide from you. Nothin’ to hide, nothin’ to hide from you. Nothin’ to hide, I ain’t hidin’ anything from you. What’s it all about some people gotta shout from the corners of the street. She’s comin’ undone havin’ too much fun, runnin’ wild and free. Everybody wants to know the secrets of my soul. Are you ready for the truth? My heart’s on my sleeve You can take it or leave it, I got nothin’ to hide from you. Nothin’ to hide, nothin’ to hide from you. Nothin’ to hide, I ain’t hidin’ anything from you. Nothin’ to hide, nothin’ to hide from you. Nothin’ to hide, I ain’t hidin’ anything from you. My heart’s on my sleeve, you can take it or leave it, I got nothin’ to hide from you. |
Corner of 12th & Shadow
Corner of 12th & Shadow music and lyrics by Lynda Wilson Jones Lynda Jones—vocals & piano Paul Pearcy—percussion Glenn Fukunaga—bass Floyd Domino—piano Kenny Grimes—acoustic guitar Steve Samuel—vibraphone |
At the corner of 12th & Shadow lovers dare to meet where they find that they can leave the secrets that they keep. Broken promises fall away. Moonlight sways in trees. The night bird sings her morning song, she’s waited patiently. At the corner of 12th & Shadow your heart might skip a beat. ‘Cuz when the sun reaches high noon you can feel that midnight heat. Lovers travel far and wide to stand beneath that tree, where the night bird sings and wakes the dawn and tells their story. The night bird sings her morning song she’s waited patiently. She’s kept her secrets all day long and now it’s time to sing. At the corner of 12th & Shadow lovers try to steal from the deep pockets of Father Time and then wonder what is really real. In the shadows of that crowded street they hide all their mysteries. And the lucky ones walk hand in hand with the warmth of a night bird’s wings. The night bird sings her morning song she’s waited patiently. She’s kept her secrets all day long and now it’s time to sing. At the corner of 12th & Shadow. |
Heaven’s Gold
In honor of Miranda Mandelstein Words and music by Lynda Wilson Jones Lynda Jones—vocals, piano & strings Michael Shay—cello Bob Livingston—background vocals |
|